Phoenix Maplewood bad chick

It didn't take too much longer before the woods became familiar to her. The tell-tale signs of her garden arose in the distance as Citali continued. She wove through the open clearing where her garden would later be basking in full sunlight and disappeared through the rows into the covering of trees for those plants of hers that preferred the shade. Not too far from here was a steady stream. Just a small offshoot from the larger river that allowed easy access to water. She cleaned her dirty paws in that water often. It would serve her purposes now.

"You think you cleaned them," she muttered, pausing near the water as she sat alongside its edge. She tapped her paw into the shallow surface as if to beckon the coy-pup towards her. How on earth two pups thought they could possibly tend to wounds themselves was beyond her utmost comprehension. Then again, she did not pretend to understand the minds of mere babes. With a sigh, she waited. Reek had some strange attachment to these kids. She was not about to let one of them go unmended while she still boasted about her healing prowess.